Our Keeshond, Pepper, is dying. She’s had a large cancerous tumor on her back for the past several months, and the cancer has spread to her abdomen. We’ve been feeding her by hand for the past 2 months, but she’s pretty much stopped eating. She drinks very little. The tumor throws her balance off, so if she sleeps on her side, she can’t get up by herself. Pepper’s become incontinent, and stopped making an effort to tell me she needs to go out.
In addition to all that, she’s lost her spirit. There’s no fight left in her. I hate to think that she’s suffering at this point. She’s almost 14, and outlasted all her litter mates except 1.
And of course, my wife’s in the States, and none of my kids live at home. I’ve been laying on the dog’s blankies with her, stroking her head behind her ears, and crying.